Some Say (Jean Kirstein X Reader)

Chapter Eleven

Sitting across from Sasha and Connie, I eat in silence as I only pay half attention to what they are discussing. My mind is all kinds of a mess right now.

"Hey, do you guys remember that night we played truth or dare as cadets?" Sasha asks looking between Connie and me.

A smile grows on my face. "I think that is my favourite memory of everyone."

"(y/n) socking Jean in the face with his own pillow." Connie cracks.

The wind howls outside the boy's cabin. Everyone is crammed in, using beds as seats, not caring about personal space. Marco and I sit cross-legged on his bed facing everyone else, as we all joke with one another.

Jean walks in and his face falls when he sees me. I glance in his direction before going back to my conversation with Bertholdt about hand to hand combat.

"What are you doing on my bed?" He questions, catching the attention of the other cadets in the room.

I roll my eyes and look back at him. "This isn't your bed, this is Marco's bed."

He snorts. "I don't think so, Marco sleeps on the top bunk. So you might want to move your ass up there."

"C'mon Jean, Krista and Ymir are already sitting up there." Marco pleads. "There is no harm in her sitting on your bed."

He gives Marco a look of pure disbelief. "She's probably caught something off Jaeger and I don't want what he has."

Eren goes to stand but Mikasa stops him. She gives me a slight nod and I get to my feet coming to stand in front of Jean.

"It looks like you've already caught something," I pout at him. "And I don't know if it's curable Jean boy."

His face becomes flustered with frustration. "Why you."

I hold my hand back towards Bertholdt and I feel him pass me the pillow off Jean's bed. "It's called being a dickhead. Maybe I could try beating it out of you."

He takes a step back as I raise the pillow. "You wouldn't dare."

Before he can make a run for it, I connect the pillow with his face. The cabin fills with cheers and laughter. I bring it back getting the other side of his face. He manages to catch it before I can get my third hit in.

His eyes narrow and I'm glad that looks can't kill. He snatches the pillow from my hold as I grin at him. Marco quickly darts in between us before Jean can beat me to death with his pillow.

"Okay, that's enough now you two," Marco says.

Jean drops the pillow to his side. "What do you mean enough? I haven't even started with her yet."

I shrug and return to my spot on his bed, lying down so I take up more room. Marco takes a seat beside me, keeping distance between us. Jean glares at me as he sits on the end. I nudge him with my foot and he snaps his head in my direction.

"I will suffocate you with this pillow." He threatens waving the pillow at me.

"Then who will you flirt with," Reiner announces.

Once again the whole room fills with laughter as Jean mumbles something under his breath. Marco elbows his friend softly with a smile and Jean shakes his head returning it.

"Now that the lovebirds have stopped flirting, we can finally start the game we all gathered you here for tonight." Connie dawns an evil smirk.